As I ride through valley views
of sunny, daffodil swatches and red bud trees
of sunny, daffodil swatches and red bud trees
The roadway rises in twists and turns
like a slithering snake newly emerged from hibernation
I'm following a blacktop ribbon
that rises to the ridge top and
emerges to a sea of spring blooming trees and baby green leaves
The rolling hills stretch out before me
as far as I can see
I am filled with a certainty
That there is no greater proof
That a loving God
Let his creativeness loose